Francesca Leaves the Stage

Meanwhile, on the top floor of Crystal Hill in Snowfield, several men in black suddenly died.

Gilgamesh eliminated a few rats for his Master, a subject he recognized.

How could a few filthy rats dare to disturb the king's ministers?

Gilgamesh was well aware that there were spies from other factions around Tinī, but his arrogance prevented him from taking action himself.

But now that he is about to leave, brushing the dust off his subjects is a gesture of consideration befitting a king.

This is a reward for loyal subjects.

"Waaaaah..."

Silver Wolf staggered toward Enkidu, eager to return to Enkidu side, to the one who had given him warmth.

Enkidu gently shook his head.

He looked at Silver Wolf with encouraging eyes and said softly, "Live on."

The Silver Wolf stopped in its tracks; it understood Enkidu's words, it got it.

Tears seemed to be rolling down its eyes; they were tears of reluctance.

Suddenly, the docile and obedient Silver Wolf's fur stood on end, and its limbs stood straight.

It held its head high.

"Awooo—!"

The Silver Wolf, which had been howling, let out a loud roar.

Its demeanor was completely different from before; it had transformed from a docile little wolfhound, like a pet, into an unruly Silver Wolf that reigned supreme in the mountains.

The Silver Wolf bent its forelegs Enkidu, then turned and sped away towards the forest without looking back.

It wants to live, even if its life is about to end.

Live like a real wolf, live with dignity.

Gilgamesh and Enkidu exchanged another smile, and then burst into laughter.

As the laughter echoed, their bodies slowly dissipated, leaving only the sound of laughter to linger in the desert for a long time.

The great battle has ended, but the emotions of the people are still not at peace.

After witnessing this epic battle, no one was able to adjust their mindset immediately.

Everyone is still savoring the experience.

"What an enviable pair of friends, what a touching and moving friendship."

Richard I sighed, and Yuxian nodded in deep agreement with his words.

"Yes! Their friendship cannot be erased by time. No, their friendship will become more and more unshakable with time."

"I can't envy that, I can't envy that," Yuxian shook his head and chuckled.

The group stood there for a long time, reflecting on the battle.

"Let's go, let's go. Today has already been enough."

Yuxian glanced at the sky; the sun had already set, and Snowfield was once again embracing night.

It's time to go back.

They turned and started walking back towards the city. Before they had gone a few steps, a whooshing sound came from afar.

"Be careful, senior!"

Mash reacted extremely quickly, taking several steps in one to block the way.

Boom!

A loud explosion rang out nearby, and yellow sand flew everywhere.

"Cannonballs?"

Yuxian was taken aback. The use of modern weapons in the Holy Grail War was something he had not anticipated.

However, that's exactly how they used it, and this was just the beginning.

A comprehensive crackdown followed, demonstrating an intention to wipe them out completely.

Heroic Spirit are certainly not afraid of modern weapons, but Magus are!

The purpose of this scene was clearly not aimed at the Heroic Spirit, but at Master like Yuxian, who was Magus.

A modern special forces unit appeared on the edge of the desert, which had been empty in the distance, as if they had appeared out of thin air.

Neat ranks, advanced weaponry, aimed at Yuxian.

Even in the darkness, the shadows of artillery shells streaking across the sky could still be seen.

Danger!

Such a comprehensive attack makes it difficult for Yuxian to avoid, especially in a flat, open desert terrain where there is no way to escape.

Yuxian's sharp eyes spotted a familiar figure in the opposite group.

"So it was just an illusion..."

The appearance of such a large force here was clearly not something that happened overnight or out of thin air; it was an extremely meticulously planned operation against them.

They chose to launch their attack at this time, rather than during the battle between Golden Flash and Enkidu, and their target was exceptionally clear.

"Am I a pushover?" Yuxian was furious, but he didn't have much time to react as the cannonballs in the sky were about to fall in the blink of an eye.

Mash raised her shield without hesitation, standing resolutely at the forefront.

"The Lord Camelot!" (Lord Camelot)

The towering Camelot appeared before Yuxian and rain.

Mash chose to shield everyone from the barrage of attacks single-handedly.

The cannonballs kept bombarding the walls of Camelot, creating ripples in the air.

Mash gritted her teeth and persevered; she could not retreat, nor would she.

Richard I looked up at the city wall before him, his expression filled with excitement.

"Camelot... Camelot..."

With eyes like those of a pilgrim, they gazed longingly at the city wall they yearned for.

Mordred was furious as she watched the Camelot being relentlessly bombarded; this was her Father King's city.

Even if it were just a physical city wall, she would absolutely not allow anyone to touch it in the slightest.

A deafening roar erupted from her throat.

"Die!!!"

Section 562, Chapter 48: Francesca's Departure

After Fardius gave the order to assassinate Yuxian, he waited for the assassin to return, but he did not.

In the end, all that awaited him was the departure of his own Servant, while Yuxian remained lively and energetic.

For the first time, fear gripped his heart.

He was mentally prepared that Assassin would not return, but to his surprise, Assassin disappeared silently without making a ripple.

The unknown is what makes people most uneasy and fearful.

That's how Fardius is now; he has no way out.

This Holy Grail War, which had been in preparation for decades, did not develop in the direction he had envisioned from the very beginning.

Now it has finally gone completely off track and is heading down a path that no one knows.

He remained silent, deep in thought.

The final conclusion was that the biggest unexpected factor was Yuxian's group.

He dialed Sigma's number again, the only piece he could contact.

On the other end of the phone, Sigma's panting voice could be heard, as if he were doing strenuous exercise.

What is their purpose?

Fardius asked directly.

There was a long pause on the other end of the phone, as if he was considering something, before he finally calmly uttered two words, the two words that Fardius least wanted to hear.

"The Holy Grail".

This answer was very distressing for Fardius, but it also perfectly matched his guess.

It would be illogical to say that those who appeared with Servant during the Holy Grail War did not have the Holy Grail as their goal.

He believed that Sigma had not deceived him.

After pondering for a few seconds, Fardius said, "Can I make a move?"

Sigma's tone remained calm. "I need more time to gain their trust."

Fardius nodded secretly, realizing how formidable his opponent was; it would be difficult for Sigma to fight him alone.

This is his only usable piece; letting him act rashly would only result in the needless loss of this time bomb hidden next to the opponent.

"Keep in touch."

Fardius hung up the phone after speaking, without saying anything more.

On the other side, Chiron chuckled as he looked at Sigma, who had put down his phone, and shook his head slightly. "Continue, do ten more sets!"

Sigma said nothing and immediately got to work. He and Fardius were only employer and employee, but he had his own things to do now.

More important things.

After speaking with Sigma, Fardius paced back and forth in the room.

After thinking for a moment, he tried dialing another number.

Beep—beep—

The call actually went through.

"Fal-chan is really troubled right now!"

Francesca's voice came through, her tone unchanged, her smiling manner was quite unpleasant.

Fardius took a deep breath. The situation was bad, and he didn't want to lower himself to Francesca's level.

"I need your cooperation."

"Hehehehe..." Francesca couldn't help but laugh loudly when she heard Fardius's gesture.

Francesca only spoke slowly after Fardius was laughing so hard that the veins on his forehead were bulging.

"Okay, okay, what can we do? We're collaborators."

"Actually, you still have a chance of winning, don't panic!"

Fardius listened quietly without making a sound.

"Now that Golden Flash Servant to the southern desert to fight with people, it's a good opportunity."

Golden Flash's high-profile actions naturally caught Fardius's attention, but he didn't think he had the ability to gain an advantage over that person.

Francesca continued, "Don't you still have a special forces unit? It's useless against Servant, but Master aren't as difficult to deal with as Servant. After all, Master are still human!"

"When a person is killed, they die."

"Is this your suggestion?" Fardius said coldly, not at all thinking that Francesca's opinion was a good idea.